Happy World Poetry Day, one and all! This year I’m posting in memory of my grandfather Harry King, and sharing one of his classic monologues by Marriott Edgar, and certainly a family favourite! I’ll tell of the Battle of ‘Astings As happened in days long gone by, When Duke William became King of England And Harold got shot in the eye. ‘Twere this way: One day in October The Duke, who were always a toff, And having no battles on at the moment Had given his lads the day off. They’d all took some boats to go fishin’ When some chap in the Conqueror’s ear, Said: “Let’s go and put breeze up the Saxons.” Says Bill: “By ‘eck, that’s an idea!” Then turning around to his soldiers, He lifted his great Norman voice And said: “Hands up who’s coming to England.” That was swank ‘cos they hadn’t much choice. So they all set sail about teatime, And the sea were so calm and so still And at quarter to ten the next morning They arrived at a …